Psalms 118 – This Is the Day the LORD Hath Made

`The titil of the hundrid and eiytenthe salm. Alleluia. Blessid ben men with out wem in the weie; that gon in the lawe of the Lord.

Blessid ben thei, that seken hise witnessingis; seken him in al the herte.

For thei that worchen wickidnesse; yeden not in hise weies.

Thou hast comaundid; that thin heestis be kept greetly.

I wolde that my weies be dressid; to kepe thi iustifiyngis.

Thanne Y schal not be schent; whanne Y schal biholde perfitli in alle thin heestis.

I schal knouleche to thee in the dressing of herte; in that that Y lernyde the domes of thi riytfulnesse.

I schal kepe thi iustifiyngis; forsake thou not me on ech side.

In what thing amendith a yong waxinge man his weie? in keping thi wordis.

In al myn herte Y souyte thee; putte thou me not awei fro thin heestis.

In myn herte Y hidde thi spechis; that Y do not synne ayens thee.

Lord, thou art blessid; teche thou me thi iustifiyngis.

In my lippis Y haue pronounsid; alle the domes of thi mouth.

I delitide in the weie of thi witnessingis; as in alle richessis.

I schal be ocupied in thin heestis; and Y schal biholde thi weies.

I schal bithenke in thi iustifiyngis; Y schal not foryete thi wordis.

Yelde to thi seruaunt; quiken thou me, and Y schal kepe thi wordis.

Liytne thou myn iyen; and Y schal biholde the merueils of thi lawe.

I am a comeling in erthe; hide thou not thin heestis fro me.

Mi soule coueitide to desire thi iustifiyngis; in al tyme.

Thou blamedist the proude; thei ben cursid, that bowen awei fro thin heestis.

Do thou awei `fro me schenschipe and dispising; for Y souyte thi witnessingis.

For whi princis saten, and spaken ayens me; but thi seruaunt was exercisid in thi iustifiyngis.

For whi and thi witnessyngis is my thenkyng; and my counsel is thi iustifiyngis.

Mi soule cleuede to the pawment; quykine thou me bi thi word.

I telde out my weies, and thou herdist me; teche thou me thi iustifiyngis.

Lerne thou me the weie of thi iustifiyngis; and Y schal be exercisid in thi merueils.

Mi soule nappide for anoye; conferme thou me in thi wordis.

Remoue thou fro me the weie of wickidnesse; and in thi lawe haue thou merci on me.

I chees the weie of treuthe; Y foryat not thi domes.

Lord, Y cleuede to thi witnessyngis; nyle thou schende me.

I ran the weie of thi comaundementis; whanne thou alargidist myn herte.

Lord, sette thou to me a lawe, the weie of thi iustifiyngis; and Y schal seke it euere.

Yyue thou vndurstonding to me, and Y schal seke thi lawe; and Y schal kepe it in al myn herte.

Lede me forth in the path of thin heestis; for Y wolde it.

`Bowe thou myn herte in to thi witnessingus; and not in to aueryce.

Turne thou awei myn iyen, that `tho seen not vanyte; quykene thou me in thi weie.

Ordeyne thi speche to thi seruaunt; in thi drede.

Kitte awey my schenschip, which Y supposide; for thi domes ben myrie.

Lo! Y coueitide thi comaundementis; quikene thou me in thin equite.

And, Lord, thi merci come on me; thin heelthe come bi thi speche.

And Y schal answere a word to men seiynge schenschipe to me; for Y hopide in thi wordis.

And take thou not awei fro my mouth the word of treuthe outerli; for Y hopide aboue in thi domes.

And Y schal kepe thi lawe euere; in to the world, and in to the world of world.

And Y yede in largenesse; for Y souyte thi comaundementis.

And Y spak of thi witnessyngis in the siyt of kingis; and Y was not schent.

And Y bithouyte in thin heestis; whiche Y louede.

And Y reiside myn hondis to thi comaundementis, whiche Y louede; and Y schal be excercisid in thi iustifiyngis.

Lord, haue thou mynde on thi word to thi seruaunt; in which word thou hast youe hope to me.

This coumfortide me in my lownesse; for thi word quikenede me.

Proude men diden wickidli bi alle thingis; but Y bowide not awei fro thi lawe.

Lord, Y was myndeful on thi domes fro the world; and Y was coumfortid.

Failing helde me; for synneris forsakinge thi lawe.

Thi iustifiyngis weren delitable to me to be sungun; in the place of my pilgrimage.

Lord, Y hadde mynde of thi name bi niyt; and Y kepte thi lawe.

This thing was maad to me; for Y souyte thi iustifiyngis.

Lord, my part; Y seide to kepe thi lawe.

I bisouyte thi face in al myn herte; haue thou merci on me bi thi speche.

I bithouyte my weies; and Y turnede my feet in to thi witnessyngis.

I am redi, and Y am not disturblid; to kepe thi comaundementis.

The coordis of synneris han biclippid me; and Y haue not foryete thi lawe.

At mydnyyt Y roos to knouleche to thee; on the domes of thi iustifiyngis.

I am parcener of alle that dreden thee; and kepen thin heestis.

Lord, the erthe is ful of thi merci; teche thou me thi iustifiyngis.

Lord, thou hast do goodnesse with thi seruaunt; bi thi word.

Teche thou me goodnesse, and loore, and kunnyng; for Y bileuede to thin heestis.

Bifor that Y was maad meke, Y trespasside; therfor Y kepte thi speche.

Thou art good; and in thi goodnesse teche thou me thi iustifiyngis.

The wickidnesse of hem that ben proude, is multiplied on me; but in al myn herte Y schal seke thin heestis.

The herte of hem is cruddid as mylk; but Y bithouyte thi lawe.

It is good to me, that thou hast maad me meke; that Y lerne thi iustifiyngis.

The lawe of thi mouth is betere to me; than thousyndis of gold and of siluer.

Thin hondis maden me, and fourmeden me; yyue thou vndurstondyng to me, that Y lerne thin heestis.

Thei that dreden thee schulen se me, and schulen be glad; for Y hopide more on thi wordis.

Lord, Y knewe, that thi domes ben equite; and in thi treuth thou hast maad me meke.

Thi merci be maad, that it coumforte me; bi thi speche to thi seruaunt.

Thi merciful doyngis come to me, and Y schal lyue; for thi lawe is my thenkyng.

Thei that ben proude be schent, for vniustli thei diden wickidnesse ayens me; but Y schal be exercisid in thin heestis.

Thei that dreden thee be turned to me; and thei that knowen thi witnessyngis.

Myn herte be maad vnwemmed in thi iustifiyngis; that Y be not schent.

Mi soule failide in to thin helthe; and Y hopide more on thi word.

Myn iyen failiden in to thi speche; seiynge, Whanne schalt thou coumforte me?

For Y am maad as a bowge in frost; Y haue not foryete thi iustifiyngis.

Hou many ben the daies of thi seruaunt; whanne thou schalt make doom of hem that pursuen me?

Wickid men telden to me ianglyngis; but not as thi lawe.

Alle thi comaundementis ben treuthe; wickid men han pursued me, helpe thou me.

Almeest thei endiden me in erthe; but I forsook not thi comaundementis.

Bi thi mersi quikene thou me; and Y schal kepe the witnessingis of thi mouth.

Lord, thi word dwellith in heuene; with outen ende.

Thi treuthe dwellith in generacioun, and in to generacioun; thou hast foundid the erthe, and it dwellith.

The dai lastith contynueli bi thi ordynaunce; for alle thingis seruen to thee.

No but that thi lawe was my thenking; thanne perauenture Y hadde perischid in my lownesse.

With outen ende Y schal not foryete thi iustifiyngis; for in tho thou hast quikened me.

I am thin, make thou me saaf; for Y haue souyt thi iustifiyngis.

Synneris aboden me, for to leese me; Y vndurstood thi witnessingis.

I siy the ende of al ende; thi comaundement is ful large.

Lord, hou louede Y thi lawe; al dai it is my thenking.

Aboue myn enemyes thou madist me prudent bi thi comaundement; for it is to me with outen ende.

I vndurstood aboue alle men techinge me; for thi witnessingis is my thenking.

I vndirstood aboue eelde men; for Y souyte thi comaundementis.

I forbeed my feet fro al euel weie; that Y kepe thi wordis.

I bowide not fro thi domes; for thou hast set lawe to me.

Thi spechis ben ful swete to my cheekis; aboue hony to my mouth.

I vnderstood of thin heestis; therfor Y hatide al the weie of wickidnesse.

Thi word is a lanterne to my feet; and liyt to my pathis.

I swoor, and purposide stidefastli; to kepe the domes of thi riytfulnesse.

I am maad low bi alle thingis; Lord, quykene thou me bi thi word.

Lord, make thou wel plesinge the wilful thingis of my mouth; and teche thou me thi domes.

Mi soule is euere in myn hondis; and Y foryat not thi lawe.

Synneris settiden a snare to me; and Y erride not fro thi comaundementis.

I purchasside thi witnessyngis bi eritage with outen ende; for tho ben the ful ioiyng of myn herte.

I bowide myn herte to do thi iustifiyngis with outen ende; for reward.

I hatide wickid men; and Y louede thi lawe.

Thou art myn helpere, and my `taker vp; and Y hopide more on thi word.

Ye wickide men, bowe awei fro me; and Y schal seke the comaundementis of my God.

Vp take thou me bi thi word, and Y schal lyue; and schende thou not me fro myn abydyng.

Helpe thou me, and Y schal be saaf; and Y schal bithenke euere in thi iustifiyngis.

Thou hast forsake alle men goynge awey fro thi domes; for the thouyt of hem is vniust.

I arettide alle the synneris of erthe brekeris of the lawe; therfor Y louede thi witnessyngis.

Naile thou my fleischis with thi drede; for Y dredde of thi domes.

I dide doom and riytwisnesse; bitake thou not me to hem that falsli chalengen me.

Take vp thi seruaunt in to goodnesse; thei that ben proude chalenge not me.

Myn iyen failiden in to thin helthe; and in to the speche of thi riytfulnesse.

Do thou with thi seruaunt bi thi merci; and teche thou me thi iustifiyngis.

I am thi seruaunt, yyue thou vndurstondyng to me; that Y kunne thi witnessingis.

Lord, it is tyme to do; thei han distried thi lawe.

Therfor Y louede thi comaundementis; more than gold and topazion.

Therfor Y was dressid to alle thin heestis; Y hatide al wickid weie.

Lord, thi witnessingis ben wondirful; therfor my soule souyte tho.

Declaring of thi wordis liytneth; and yyueth vnderstonding to meke men.

I openede my mouth, and drouy the spirit; for Y desiride thi comaundementis.

Biholde thou on me, and haue merci on me; bi the dom of hem that louen thi name.

Dresse thou my goyingis bi thi speche; that al vnriytfulnesse haue not lordschip on me.

Ayeyn bie thou me fro the false chalengis of men; that Y kepe thin heestis.

Liytne thi face on thi seruaunt; and teche thou me thi iustifiyngis.

Myn iyen ledden forth the outgoynges of watris; for thei kepten not thi lawe.

Lord, thou art iust; and thi dom is riytful.

Thou hast comaundid riytfulnesse, thi witnessingis; and thi treuthe greetli to be kept.

Mi feruent loue made me to be meltid; for myn enemys foryaten thi wordis.

Thi speche is greetli enflawmed; and thi seruaunt louede it.

I am yong, and dispisid; Y foryat not thi iustifiyngis.

Lord, thi riytfulnesse is riytfulnesse with outen ende; and thi lawe is treuthe.

Tribulacioun and angwische founden me; thin heestis is my thenking.

Thi witnessyngis is equite with outen ende; yyue thou vndirstondyng to me, and Y schal lyue.

I criede in al myn herte, Lord, here thou me; and Y schal seke thi iustifiyngis.

I criede to thee, make thou me saaf; that Y kepe thi comaundementis.

I bifor cam in ripenesse, and Y criede; Y hopide aboue on thi wordis.

Myn iyen bifor camen to thee ful eerli; that Y schulde bithenke thi speches.

Lord, here thou my vois bi thi merci; and quykene thou me bi thi doom.

Thei that pursuen me neiyden to wickidnesse; forsothe thei ben maad fer fro thi lawe.

Lord, thou art nyy; and alle thi weies ben treuthe.

In the bigynnyng Y knewe of thi witnessingis; for thou hast foundid tho with outen ende.

Se thou my mekenesse, and delyuere thou me; for Y foryat not thi lawe.

Deme thou my dom, and ayenbie thou me; quikene thou me for thi speche.

Heelthe is fer fro synners; for thei souyten not thi iustifiyngis.

Lord, thi mercies ben manye; quykene thou me bi thi dom.

Thei ben manye that pursuen me, and doen tribulacioun to me; Y bowide not awei fro thi witnessingis.

I siy brekers of the lawe, and Y was meltid; for thei kepten not thi spechis.

Lord, se thou, for Y louede thi comaundementis; quikene thou me in thi merci.

The bigynnyng of thi wordis is treuthe; alle the domes of thi riytwisnesse ben withouten ende.

Princes pursueden me with outen cause; and my herte dredde of thi wordis.

I schal be glad on thi spechis; as he that fyndith many spuylis.

I hatide and wlatide wickidnesse; forsothe Y louede thi lawe.

I seide heriyngis to thee seuene sithis in the dai; on the domes of thi riytfulnesse.

Miche pees is to hem that louen thi lawe; and no sclaundir is to hem.

Lord, Y abood thin heelthe; and Y louede thin heestis.

Mi soule kepte thi witnessyngis; and louede tho greetli.

I kepte thi `comaundementis, and thi witnessingis; for alle my weies ben in thi siyt.

Lord, my biseching come niy in thi siyt; bi thi speche yyue thou vndurstonding to me.

Myn axing entre in thi siyt; bi thi speche delyuere thou me.

Mi lippis schulen telle out an ympne; whanne thou hast tauyte me thi iustifiyngis.

Mi tunge schal pronounce thi speche; for whi alle thi comaundementis ben equite.

Thin hond be maad, that it saue me; for Y haue chose thin heestis.

Lord, Y coueitide thin heelthe; and thi lawe is my thenking.

Mi soule schal lyue, and schal herie thee; and thi domes schulen helpe me.

I erride as a scheep that perischide; Lord, seke thi seruaunt, for Y foryat not thi comaundementis.